I Have Harry Styles' Daughter » Harry Styles [EDITING BC SHORT]

Chapter 1

"Damn girl you're fine." a husky voice growled into my ear. His hands were placed on my waist, the grip of them tight, pulling me closer to him.

I kept dancing, and he danced behind me, grinding his hips hard into mine. I decided to have fun with him and dropped as low to the floor as I could, still making a grinding motion. He instantly followed me down, keeping on my hips the whole time, and not once letting go of my waist.

"Let me take you home with me." he growled again, his grip tightening a little uncomfortably. I was somewhat afraid to find out what this man looked like. He seemed very controlling and overpowering just by our interaction now.

I turned around to face him and he let me. Continuing my swaying, I lead my eyes slowly up his body. I saw his face and my eyes widened. All he did was smirk. I looked him up and down once again, and nodded. I felt like I knew him from years ago.

"Okay." I answered. Not too sure why I agreed, I opened my mouth to try to take back what I had said, but nothing came out. I was afraid.

He grabbed my hand almost as tightly as he had my hips and lead me out of the club. He stumbled out, walking to his car carefully. I realized he was probably drinking and was about to drive me to his house in the middle of the night.

"Whatever, I'll live this one time." I thought to myself, still in fear. I wanted to run, wanted to hide from this man. I had set myself up to be used and manipulated. Stupid, stupid me.

I got into his car, and we drove down the road a few blocks. We got out safely, but he swayed while he walked to the house. He opened the door and pushed me inside. I fell down, sprawled out on the floor. I gathered myself, raising back up. I looked at the back of his head, knowing what he was going to do next.

The door shut behind him and and whisked arouund. He instantly kissed me hungrily, more wanting than I've ever experienced before. His lips worked onto mine as he started to unbutton his shirt. One piece by one piece the clothing came off while never breaking the kiss. He lead me to his bedroom, and I fell on top of him as he fell on the bed. I smiled in the kiss and he felt it, and smiled back.

Carefully lining up, the thrust himself into me. I wanted to scream, the experience was terrifying alone, but do you know how bad it hurts? With every thrust, he became more sloppy, getting more tired but not stopping. I felt something warm enter me as Harry moaned, gripping my waist tighter than I had ever felt. He continued working, in and out, all night. Moans could be heard throughout the house, maybe even the neighborhood.

He must do this with more than just me, they're probably used to it by now. I bet none of the other girls have had anything happen to them after their time with this man either. Besides, it's only one night, what's the worst that can happen?